How, Then, Shall I Live?

Write the new story.

What a gorgeous day!
Focus on what brings you joy,
Let the rest be gone.

Grateful, yes, am I,
for the mem’ries of the past,
and tomorrow’s gifts.

But today must be,
Where I focus all of me,
Breathing still am I.

Blinds are still shut tight,
Shielding blinding rays of sun,
Must it really be?

No! I open blinds,
Only now to see the sky,
Bright and blue above.

Oops, I had it right,
Sometimes too much sun can blind,
How could this then be?